Name: Rast

Bio: When Rast was first discovered by agents of MAGI, he was being kept on a chain in a Hellion hideout like a dog. MAGI freed the creature and found him to be intelligent. He told the story of a Blood Brother who had thought of more than just diabolical thuggery. Johnny Cyrus was interested in mystical power, and had, in fact, gotten his hands on a ritual to channel the power of the Emperor of the Realm of Shadows. Rast had been the result of that ritual. He would fight crime alongside Paragon's heroes, first in The Harmonium, then in Strike Force, becoming an expert agent in infiltration and extra-dimensional missions. It is only recently that he has removed his mask to show those closest his true origins. He is Johnny Cyrus, altered by a ritual interrupted by an opportunistic lieutenant. He has taken on the powers of a shadow creature, but he no longer has the desire to use them for havoc. Mystical investigations confirm, though Johnny Cyrus' memories remain intact, his soul has been replaced with that of the benevolent Rast. As for the fate of Johnny Cyrus' soul, one can only wonder.

Name: Kumo X

Bio: Jason Rathskellar was born in a small town in rural Philadelphia to loving, all-American parents. He excelled in both class and sports, but was mostly quiet and kept to himself. Despite being awarded several competitive scholarships, he surprised friends and family by enlisting in the U.S. Army. His sharp mind and athleticism singled him out. But neither as much as a previously unnoticed psychological edge. A detachment that made him ideal for certain "special projects."
It was from here that he was recruited by Malta. As Operative Spider Red 4-1-4 he maintained an impeccable carrer, that is, until his final mission. Records are unclear what went wrong, but at the end the site, the target, and all agents involved were vaporized in a massive series of explosions and all records of those involved were purged from Malta's files. Of course, none of this has anything to do with the vigilante known as Kumo X, who happens to be familiar with covert operations, intelligence networks, and taking down super-powered threats. As a self-proclaimed freelance operative, one would think he'd be more commonly seen on the wrong side of the law. The nature of Paragon City, it seems, has encouraged him to be discriminating when choosing his clients.

Name: Yao Xu

Bio: The Bronze Skull began in 198 AD on the Yangtze River in China as a band of pirates. They have survived, down the ages, as a group of roughs-for-hire, evolving, as neccessary, for the times. In the early 20th century they officialy became a mercenary group (later a Private Military Company) and have been used in actions all across the world on both sides of the iron curtain.
The present Director, Yao Xu, worked his way up the ranks as covert operative Crimson Serpent. Having been cheif advisor to the previous Director, he was named as successor in 2004, with the approval of the Board. He then proposed to seek out meta-human members to strengthen the Bronze Skull for the new age. This ambitious plan has met with great success and, along with strengthened diplomatic relations with Renegade Strike Force and Arachnos, has established the Bronze Skull as a psuedo Villain Group, a super-powered PMC.
Ironically, Yao Xu has no super-powers of his own.

Name: Oubliete

Bio: Once there was a girl, or perhaps a woman; this detail is lost. This girl was so distraught that she promised her soul, freely, to any who would claim it. And, indeed, something did. It is unknown how long she suffered in the Tartarian depths of that other world, but suffer she did. Until, in an action not yet understood by demonologists, she was won by Yao Xu. It is speculated that she was wagered in some game of chance, or payment for some task appointed to the Bronze Skull. Her time, her identity, her face, her self, had all been long forgotten. So she was named, Oubliete. Though, in a mystical sense, she is the property of Yao Xu, she willingly serves the Bronze Skull, her time in Hell giving her the power to both heal and harm. And, though the porcelain mask she wears betrays no emotion, some say it is out of love for her rescuer.

Name: Shadowrast

Bio: In late 2005 a Rift was sown in the Super Powered Conglomerate known as Strike Force. A group of meta-humans, engineers, and scientists broke off to form the Renegade Strike Force (which they claim is the true -Strike Force-) and Strike Force Zeta. During this time, a certain Robotics engineer hired the Bronze Skull to steal certain genetic material from Strike Force's laboritories; a living tissue sample of the hero called Rast. The job was completed without complication, taking advantage of the chaos of the Rift. However, the engineer who had requested the material had not survived the split. Without customer or pay, Yao Xu took the material to his own geneticists. The result was Shadowrast. Having been made directly from the Shadow-DNA, purified by the Bronze Skull, her powers manifested more potently than her "father". While he could manipulate energy to strengthen himself, she could form barriers, bend light, and even change her very mass. She was quickly made part of the Bronze Skull and has proved a resounding success. Her great flaw, however is in her personality. She has a fierce independant nature, she is prone to renegade behaviour, and is possessed of an arrogance bordering on megalomania. It is uncertain how Yao Xu keeps her under control. Unbeknownst to her, Yao Xu has twice already argued down and vetoed the Board's decision to destroy her as a threat.

Name: Argent Wolf

Name: Zombie Wolf

Bio: Envious of Argent’s perfection, overweight Zachary Wolf was constantly dieting and never seeming to get anywhere. Finally seeing an ad ,on the dingy bus he was forced to ride everyday, promising his wildest weight loss dreams would come true. He answered the ad but found out too late that it was a front for the Circle of Thorns. Days he was held in the gaseous magic circles while hundreds of Heroes passed by because the CoT were too low of level to notice. He swore undying vengeance. The earth of his grave was found disturbed just days after his funeral. Now he haunts the realm of Lord Recluse.

Name: Tattooed Wolf

Bio: Orphaned and raised by Tsoo to join and perhaps lead the organization when the time came. He was always rather self centered and conceited.  Women , money all came easily to him and he grew bored of the plush palace he lived in. Wanting to be on his own Tatt began to learn the secret paths of power thru the Martial arts. Finally sure of his skills he entered the shadows of Lord Recluse’s service.

Name: Scaley Wolf

Bio: Oh he’s a special guy and one whose story at this point is a bit of a mystery. Let us stay with the facts. He’s rather scaley and purple. Enjoys Earl Grey tea. Claims to have eaten Barney the Singing Dinosaur.

Name:Alien Wolf

Bio: Now this one is a riddle wrapped in an enigma coated with a nutty crunch. Most of what is known of him is hearsay but this is what we know so far. His Father was a well known psychic but also a bit of a nut case so it was not much of a surprise to anyone when one day he brought home a strange alien crossbreed being. His claim was that after being abducted but strange UFOs he was forced to breed with the alien women. The Issue of this being Alan Wolf 8 eyed and tentacles for a moustache, who was going to say that the story was not true. He also roams the islands in the shadow of his well known relatives.

Name: Igniitus

Bio: Although he'd never tell you, Igniitus' powers are Pyrokinetic only in reference. Unlike traditional PyKins, which can generate heat and fire at will; Igniitus' powers allow him to control the movement speed of molecules directly around him. By speeding up the molecules surrounding him, he can generate intense heat and light, which protects him from harm. Intense personal training and meditation has allowed him to speed up molecules on the subatomic level at a moments notice, allowing him to respond to the immediate threats he may face. In addition, he can redirect these "heated" particles about him in a series of devastating ways, allowing him to attack nearby enemies without hesitation. Igniitus prefers to leave the nature of his mutation a mystery, and is known for his actions, his courage, and his infamous sense of humor.

Name: Cyber Sherriff

Bio: Controlled by a neurosteel-synaptic web, the Cuber Sheriff's "anatomy" mimics that of an ordinary human; Muscles are vacuum-woven durasteel cables, and his epidermis is actually interwoven sheets of a Teflon-polymer/ The center of power, however, lies in his experimental BLACK HEART. The Black Heart is actually a magnetically powered void, who's own internal polarity creates a negative energy anomaly powerful enough to not only sustain the Cyber Sheriff, but to give him a powerful control over negative energy. The most startling thing about the Sheriff is that it's skeleton is just that...  and ACTUAL skeleton, unearthed from "appropriated" land. The skeleton was coated in the same Teflon-polymer, and heated to incredible temperatures and then supercooled, and is now saturated with negative energy. Scientists have been unable to duplicate the technology, as MAGI Officials forbid experimentation on human remains, citing that the Skeleton of the long dead Sheriff may be part of the reason Cyber Sheriff can control the negative energy so well.

Name: Celery Stalker

Bio: An incomplete history of the Celery Stalker's appearances have made it difficult to explain his origins. Some Chaoticians theorized that the Earth would evolve defense mechanisms to protect itself from the ravaging of mankind. Theories such as these have attempted to explain the Hamidon and the development of the Devouring Earth. The Celery Stalker was one such defense mechanism the Earth spawned. A living breathing plant, only in humanoid form. The Celery Stalker is the Earths first attempt at cloning the physiology of man, the killer of her land and water. Recent analysis shows an increased ability to control not only plant life, but his own physiology. At this time, it's entirely possible that he can manipulate his own size, weight, and perhaps eventually his own appearance.

Name: Soldier Soviet

Bio: "The country I have called Mother has broken, leaving me but a broken shell of a man. Once, I wore the Hammer and Sickle on my chest as if it were borne unto my flesh. My country called for a hero, a symbol more than a man, to show the western world we were strong, and proud! I cared not for the pain of the experiments, for I know that each day if they killed me, it was for the heart of my homeland. I look back at the pain, and smile, knowing what I endured was for my people. Now, I sit in my cold apartment. The clippings of my triumphs used to adorn my walls, but have long since yellowed and faded. I needed no reminder of what my life once stood for. I long for combat. The government I knew, corrupt and weak, has fallen. The Land, however, is still here. The snow still falls and the weak still weep for justice. I turn and look at my home, this shell of a life, with new found purpose. I walk to my window, not looking back, and I look at the streets below. America once new the name of Soldier Soviet, and as I leap from the precipice, I know as the wind screams past my face that America will know me once again...

Name: Hobo Moe

Bio: This streetwalker has be scraping crumbs out of dumpsters for longer than he can remember. His tired, weathered appearance and crackling skin betray his true inner strength. Although his exact age is unkn

own, Hobo Moe has appeared in the backgrounds of several photographs dating as far back as fifty years. Both Azuria of MAGI and Jonathan St. Jonathan Smythe both deny any magical/scientific abilities are present, but pedestrians and the homeless both say there is something special about this Defender from the Dumpsters.

Name: Stalin's Sword

Bio: Yuri Vasiliev was once a superhero.  Once.  Now he is a shadow of the union; a bleak stain on the once spotless Iron curtain.  The suit of the Sword was powered with the endless refuse from the nuclear submarines, and it was put to good use saving the meek and the innocent of Russia.  The state loved him; the people loved him.  Both coexisted in what would normally be a cold and unforgiving environment.  Then came America.  The bloodless war took the hearts of the people and the state.  It froze them as cold as the Russian winter, and it turned them against a common enemy.  Stalin’s Sword was neglected.  He had become a symbol of militarism, as opposed to that of saving lives.  This was pain, this was torment, and it would get worse.  With the collapse of the union, so came the breaking of the Sword.  Cut off from the power supply that was so deep beneath the ocean, Stalin’s Sword had to rely more and more on the bionic aspects of his suit to keep it from shutting off entirely.  He tried to help the people once more, but received nothing in return, not even a smile.  He had failed them.  He had failed all of them, because he refused to fight a cold war in favor of a war on crime.  His super suit was diminished to a fraction of its power; barely enough to shield and repel from objects so miniscule as bullets.  Trapped inside a rusting robot, now unsure of where he ended and the Sword began, he plotted.  His state had fallen.  But with the few who still

Name: Lu the Triad Hunter

Bio: Lu was once an enforcer for the Chinese Triads, using his own unique brand of mystical “encouragement” to show Hong Kong who was boss.  It was in a government crackdown when, ironically, he would have been killed, that he realized the error of his ways.  He killed more than his fill of Red Army soldiers, and in the aftermath he saw their faces.  He saw the people in the corpses.  He had killed defenders of the state, those who fought to hold the people’s lives in what little order was left.  He had brutally slain those who fought to keep people like him away from the innocent.  In his magically assisted delusions of grandeur, he had always been the first to mind.  He had always been the only one to win.  His powers alone could put him on top of the Triads, and on top of China.  Not anymore.  He had killed people, The People, His People. He could never forgive himself for that, and neither could the government.  After several close encounters where he could not bring himself to fight, he fled to America.  It was time to even the scores and avenge those that his claws had murdered.  It was time to tear through the criminal underworld, shred by shred.  In the ruthless world of the Chinese Triads, it’s eat or be eaten.  That said, it’s a wonder that Lu stays so thin.

Name: Jail Drake

Bio: Mickey Vance always was “that kid.”  The weirdo.  The one who sat in corners by himself, who would get beaten to pulp by the big kids just because he was real small but got angry real quick-like.  He had a skin condition, and not one that he liked pointed out.  His skin would get all crusty, like scales.  He would pick at it all he wanted, and it would just get harder to pick at anyhow.  He quickly found his way into the punk subculture in his teens.  His rapidly-enveloping “skin condition” spread to his eyes; those who got close enough would ask him about his snake eye contacts.  He didn’t wear contacts.  It was when his scaly skin started to turn orange that his true calling dawned on him.  It wasn’t about the punkers, the jocks or the chicks.  It was about fire.  Fire was quick, fire was easy, and fire was painful.  Not a good combination for an angry youth.  After a few more rapid mutations, resulting in claws and a tail, Mickey “Drake” Vance found his way to the Hellions gang.  They were all too ready to accept him.  Fire gets you a good rep with those types.  Unfortunately, it started to turn around when Drake got too reckless.  He crisped anything that looked like it could burn.  He became darker and more draconic in nature.  And if anyone, Hellion or even police, got in his way, he’d make a human torch out of them.  The association finally ended in a brawl with a few Hellions.  By the time that the police arrived, that brawl was a triple homicide.  Drake was thrown in the Zig, and as a pun on “Jail Break,” all of the guards and cons started calling him “Jail Drake.”  An unlucky choice of names, considering that that is exactly what happened when Arachnos came to town.  In a postmortem honor for all of those friends from prison (whom were now lying, burned to a crisp, in the various hidey-holes of the Zig), Mickey kept the name “Jail Drake.”  It was gonna get him a loooooooooong way.

Name: Ba’al Z’Vuv

Bio: Heed the wisdom of the Lord of the Flies.  It will be the last thing that you hear before you fall.  This monster, despite his insectoid appearance, is a demon second only to Satan and the fallen angels.  The Lord of the Flies toys with the emotions.  He turns ally against ally, friend against friend.  If he feels particularly naughty then he will turn lover against lover.  He is the king of spite.  He is synonymous with “Myself” and makes sure that that is all that the humans care about.  He is the Duke of Deceit, the Liege of Lies, the Rex of Revenge.  He can turn the mind to hate with only so many twitches of his antennae.  And he can strike anywhere, anytime, for we are all his Thralls.  Do your best to listen, and to accept his words.  But by no means can you trust him.  This will cause you the loss of all other trust.  He will leave you with nothing but your spite and your body.  Your health and soul…are his.

Name: Jet Stryker

Bio: If you needed a cig, would you sell your body to Science?  No, not after you die.  Like, right then and there.  Okay, so I was off and on the nicotine patches, and, hey, nothing gets me off a downswing like a cig.  Name’s Stryker.  I know it sounds like a movie cliché, so spare me the lecture.  I was born with Stryker, and like hell am I losing it.  Besides, chicks dig it.  But on to the whole “why-I-can-shoot-lasers-outta-my-eyes” thing.  See, there was this real nice company.  Something Industries.  I know it wasn’t Crey cuz Crey took over said company a year or two back.  Besides, Crey’s all spooky.  I wouldn’t get near to them suits-and-ties freaks even if I needed, like, TWO cigs.  Anyway, they put me through a real living hell on that operating table.  Half the time I was wacked out on the painkillers, half the time I was wacked out on the pain.  They said that wanted to see if they could accelerate my “Mett-ah-boh-liz-ehm” with something that looked like an A-Bomb.  Don’t know what a “Mett-ah-boh-liz-ehm” is, don’t wanna know, and I don’t know if anything happened to it, but now I glow in the dark.  And shoot something outta my body on a regular basis that resembles looks like the color green but feels red-hot.  But at least I can light my cigs without a lighter now.  In the end, it’s all about the cigs.

Name: Dishonest Abe

Bio: Ben Stiller didn't want to be a villain. All he wanted was to quietly live his life as an Abraham Lincoln impersonator, which grew from his Civil War obsession. Ben felt that the best way to share his passion with the community was authenticity, which meant a trip to the facial reconstructive surgeon. Unfortunately, this surgeon was a devout follower of Dr. Vahlizok's message, and more for amusement than anything else, he injected Benny with some authentic Lincoln DNA that he had just won at auction.fter many happy years on the lecture circuit, Ben was "recruited" by the Vahlizok. After pleasing his superiors with an especial flair for relentlesness (even for a cadaver) he was given the look of his idol and dangerous new powers. One unforseen side-effect of his exposure to the powers of Darkness was the development of a split personality- you guessed it, ol' Honest Abe himself. The torment of scizophrenia drove Ben ever more insane; he rechristened himself "Dishonest Abraham", hit the Rogue Isles, and the rest is, well, history.

Name: Honest Abe

Bio: Brother to Ben Stiller, Steve Stiller, like his elder bro, had no interest in super powers. However, after Ben, his role model, fell in with the Vahlizok, went insane, and became a stylin' villain, Steve's motivations changed. Seeking to bring his disowned sibling to justice, he signed on with everyman's favorite desperate hope, Crey experimentation. Ironically, he received the same treatments adminestered to his brother. Differences in their genetics, build, and natures caused Steve to develop different powers than those of his relative, and more importantly, keep his sanity. Whilst Ben had control over nuclear forces and the darkness of the Pit, Steve came to possess mastery of kinetic energy and control over a few infernal Hellfires.Chemically bound to the other portion of Lincoln's soul, Steve now styles himself "Honest Abraham", a being on a mission to hunt down and destroy his former role model.

Name: Blaarggag

Bio: Originally known as Norrin Radd, this hero had battled evil in Paragon City for over a year.  He fought with honor and was revered by all; it was then that he witnessed a super powered citizen, Gilbert Light, making sexy time with a small canine.  This was against the law and Norrin was called to testify against the offender.  Just before he was to take the stand, his life was threatened. Norrin, being a badass MoFo, was not scared by these pitiful threats but the powers that be demanded that he enter the witness protection program.  A government agency called A.D.M.I.N. (or Ass-clowns Demanding Many Identities Nullified) changed his name and appearance.  He honors the dog that was brutally assaulted that day by making his name to be the last sound that the poor creature uttered last as Mr. Light was brutalizing him, Blaarggag.  In memory of that animal and all the other small creatures that horrible person savaged he takes up the fight for truth, justice and all that other stuff.

Name: Bizarro Dubya

Bio: This George W. Bush is from a mirror universe to our own. (You can tell he’s from a mirror universe because he has a goatee). He was the smartest of his siblings, actually applying for college under an assumed name so that his real name wouldn’t get him any special favors.  While at his prestigious university he perfected a form of cold fusion and donated it to the world at no profit to himself, in turn running the energy corporations around the world out of business. A war broke out while he was in college and the patriotic Bush set aside college so he could serve in the armed forces.  After each tour of duty was over he enlisted in another of the armed forces.  His bravery and selflessness earned him the Medal of Honor from each branch…..twice……even the Coast Guard. After his service he went on to a career in politics.  He fought for the common man, an end to poverty, and he personally made laws to clean and protect the environment.  He eventually ran for President of The United States….and he actually won a fair election! His nemesis, Karl Rove, tried to take Bush’s power by planting a trans-dimensional portal generator in the Oval Office.  This device brought Bizarro Dubya to our universe while allowing Rove, whose evil is one of the few constants in the multi-verse, to assume Bush’s identity and take his place in the Bizarro universe.

Name: eReptile Dysfunction

Bio: A lone straggler from the Pfizerax system, this reptilian warrior crash landed on Earth after his ship was damaged during the ‘Battle of Scrotor’ in the Bob Dole nebula. After gaining superpowers from Earth’s fertile life-force, eReptile Dysfunction begin his fight for the good citizens of Paragon City.  He defeated Hellions, Skulls, Nemesis and those damn little Rikti monkey bastards.  Villains were defeated, in some cases they were pumped for information then wadded up and thrown away like so much a used Kleenex. But during his exploits he has come within the sights of one villain in particular, Tush Rumpbaugh.  (Rumpbaugh was the leading drug trafficker in the city, selling narcotics and then using the proceeds to get it on with prepubescent boys from Thailand)  Tush vowed that he would make life hard for eReptile. eReptile’s life was put into great peril when parts of debris from that battle that crippled his ship started raining down on Earth.  One substance was especially dangerous to him, Viagranite.  This substance had strange effects on humans, making some more resistant to damage and prolonging their stamina.  On others (mostly politicians for some reason) it made them taller, but did the opposite for eReptile, it made him a bit limp. Rumpbaugh, along with his partners ‘The Republican’ and Darth Cheney obtained enough Viagranite and erected a wave of violence and destruction through the city.  They cut a path through the city; tearing the tags off of mattresses, walking on the grass and then finding a stable they proceeded to rape the horses and ride off on the women. Now it’s eReptile’s duty to stop these nefarious douchebags and bring a happy ending to their story.

Name: Republican

Bio: A short, fat little troll with a bad comb over hops from rooftop to rooftop.  His gang of robots following closely behind as he looks for his next victim. Originally a lawyer, then a used car salesman and finally sinking to the lowest level of depravity by becoming a Fox News anchor.  The continual eroding of his morality finally led Greedy McSleazealot to become ‘The Republican’. With his partners Darth Cheney and Tush Rumpbaugh he formed ‘The Triumvirate of Douchebaggery’.   With Tush running the drug trade and Cheney as his enforcer, he was free to do the bidding of his one true master….The Rove. Learning the secrets of evil technology while working part-time for Diebold Voting Systems, he fashioned a number of mechanical automatons.  The Republican summons his various robotic minions anytime a threat is near, far be it for him to actually fight his own fights when he can force a vast supply of drones to do it for him.  Ann Coulter, Wasted Vote, Religious Right, Hanging Chad, Karl and Scooter spring into action when they hear their masters call.

Name: Darth Cheney

Bio: The strong arm of this diabolical group is an evil soul, hiding in the shadows and disappearing to undisclosed locations from time to time he secretly pulls the strings of those at the highest levels of government.  Dick Cheney was human once…until he felt the power of ‘The Rove’. His heart, replaced with a water pump from a 1958 Plymouth Fury…..the most evil car ever made.  His blood, replaced with crude from the vast secret Republican oil reserves.  And his brain, replaced with an ‘E.T. The Extraterrestrial’ Atari 2600 game cartridge…as is common place with all Republicans in office.  With these changes his transformation to the dark side was complete and Darth Cheney was born. Donning his hunting garb and a 12 gauge shotgun, he goes on the prowl for innocent victims.  He blasts anything he sees and along with help from his bodyguards Chuck and Steven this dirty Dick leaves behind destruction and misery everywhere he goes. Darth’s most diabolical power is the ability to shoot someone in the face then make them apologize for it.